Chapter 964: Refugees Who Sought Refuge with Relatives
Chapter 964: Refugees Who Sought Refuge with Relatives
The boss of the trade caravan felt threatened by Lu Shu. He thought about it and said, "Let me settle this with you. You joined the trade caravan in order to earn money. You also hope that we will be able to bring you to the palace. Am I right?"
"Yes." Lu Shu nodded his head.
"Now, not only do I not want your money, I will give you money to protect me," said Song Bo, the boss of the trade caravan.
Lu Shu waved his hand. "Didn’t you say that you didn’t need my protection?"
Song Bo was speechless. "I need your protection."
"500 thousand," said Lu Shu.
"From Song Bo’s distress, +666!"
No matter what Song Bo thought, Lu Shu felt that he was a very pure person. A bandit for a day is a bandit for life. He never forgot his original aspirations and maintained his morals.
At that moment, the sounds of fighting in the distance slowly died down. Song Bo eagerly looked in the direction of the fight, until Sun Zhongyang and the rest returned to the trade caravan at dawn.
This time, Sun Zhongyang and the rest had won, but the situation was not favorable. Lu Shu realized that their injuries were severe, especially that of Sun Zhongyang’s.
Lu Shu had experienced many battles. Thus, he could tell that Sun Zhongyang had suffered the most pressure in this fight just by looking at his injuries.
Although Sun Zhongyang was a Rank One expert who could remain conscious, another palace genius had fainted. He was carried by his friend.
Sun Zhongyang tiredly looked at Lu Shu and the rest. Then, he said to Song Bo, "We will set off immediately. Prepare horses and carriages for us. We need to tend to the injuries."
The situation that Song Bo was most worried about had occurred. Of course, Lu Shu was worried as well. Although Sun Zhongyang and the rest had killed the slaves, they had paid a heavy price themselves.
"I’m afraid that it will be difficult for them to recover their combat power in such a short period of time, " said Lu Shu to Lu Xiaoyu. "Once a Rank One expert has given up on their ability to fly, it means that they have exhausted all their strength. If someone ambushes them, I’m afraid that not a single one of them will be able to fight back. How young and aggressive."
Sun Zhongyang and the rest were obviously older than Lu Shu by a few years. But there was nothing strange about Lu Shu describing them as young and aggressive. Song Bo instinctively asked Lu Shu, "What do we do now?"
When he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself. He was asking Lu Shu what they should do. Since when did he start to rely on Lu Shu…
It seemed as if Lu Shu was laughing at him. "Let’s hurry up. We’ll talk about it when something happens."
Everyone was very worried. Sun Zhongyang and the rest were the s.h.i.+eld of the trade caravan, but an unexpected disaster had occurred. Now, everyone was on the same boat. Lu Shu suspected that there were
But Lu Shu did not panic at all. He even wanted to know whether the enemies had any money.
Swordplay was different from training the celestial map. As long as he earned distress points for the celestial map, he would be fine. But swordplay was different. This was the first time Lu Shu understood the meaning of "critical value" after slowly training until he reached peak Rank Two.
In the past, he often heard Li Xianyi that anything above Rank Two relied on one’s apt.i.tude. Rank One was the starting point where one would officially interact with the heaven and the earth. It was also the starting point where people officially started their pursuit of the Dao.
Lu Shu had not officially reached Rank One. He was like Nie Ting when he was stuck at peak Rank One. Back then, Nie Ting had gone to the Kunlun Mountains and came to a new realization when he fought the dragon. From there, he would be able to break through almost immediately.
But the dragon was not as strong as they had imagined. To put it in another way, Nie Ting was stronger than they had imagined. Thus, Nie Ting did not find what he had been looking for. There was no way for him to obtain proof.
Lu Shu was also in a similar situation now. He needed proof.
Thus, when Sun Zhongyang said that he would pay him more money, Sun Zhongyang thought that Lu Shu had been disgusted. But in reality, Lu Shu would not do anything that caused him to incur losses.
What he needed most now was to be in his best condition when an enemy came again.
Later on, Sun Zhongyang and the rest realized that the carriages used to carry pa.s.sengers had been destroyed in the rain of arrows. The carriages left were open carriages that were used to transport goods…
There was only one carriage left that could protect them from the elements. It belonged to Lu Shu…
Sun Zhongyang and the rest sat on a flatbed cart. They suddenly thought about how Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu had carried their carriage and ran around. They were slightly upset. Back then, all of them were thinking about the fight, but Lu Shu only bothered about the carriage. But after the fight, everyone sat on the flatbed cart with unkempt appearances. They looked like refugees who were going to their relatives for help. On the other hand, Lu Shu was able to sit in his carriage and nurture his sword energy. He remained calm and composed in this urgent situation…
Now, Sun Zhongyang and the rest did not seem like disciples of the palace. Lu Shu looked like one.
But forget it. Sun Zhongyang and the rest had to tend to their injuries. If they could only sit on the flatbed cart, then so be it. But they were annoyed by the fact that Lu Shu rarely did anything in the carriage. Furthermore, he would occasionally sigh at how good having a covered carriage was…
Sun Zhongyang could not bear this humiliation. He said that he wanted to buy Lu Shu’s carriage, but Lu Shu told him that it was not for sale.
A carriage would not be that expensive, no matter the economy. Lu Shu was better off earning distress points from Sun Zhongyang and the rest. Mo Xiaoya bit her lips and looked at the carriage Lu Shu was in. She felt that he had no proper bearings.
In the stories of scholars, sons and daughters of officials were always elegant and brilliant. Before Mo Xiaoya left the palace, she had many fantasies about the outside world. But when she actually stepped out, she realized that the stories were all fake. There were only dirty carts and despicable people like Lu Shu in the outside world…
To ordinary people, Mo Xiaoya and the rest were high-ranking Pract.i.tioners. But she was just a young girl who had never seen the vicissitudes of the world. Thus, she burst into tears. She treated her wounds as she cried…
Lu Shu did not know whether to laugh or to cry. To him, this amount of suffering was nothing. What he had experienced back then was much more painful than this.
When he was in the Heavenly Network, he had suffered and gotten injured. He had even reached a point where he had to be carried by Coral. He had even parted with a friend, never to see him again.
This was the reason why Song Bo did not feel that it was strange for Lu Shu to call Sun Zhongyang young and aggressive. Song Bo felt as if this young man had experienced too many life-and-death situations in his life.
The Lu Shu now was not like Sun Zhongyang and the rest, who had power but did not know about the world. He was the Ninth Heavenly King who was respected by thousands!
A carriage approached them. The sound of galloping grew closer. Lu Shu turned and looked at the source of the sound. The driver of the cart looked at him. Lu Shu’s expression was calm.